Hot off the Manti Te’o scandal Notre Dame’s athletic department is dealing with another black eye. This time it’s one of the University’s hockey player’s who’s under scrutiny.

According to police, Jared Beers, 22, was kicked out of a South Bend, Indiana bar after stealing beers from someone else’s table. And, well, since he is a hockey player after all – he didn’t leave without a fight.

Cops say he punched a female bar manager in the face, stepped on her head and neck before running off.

Nice, huh? I wonder if he tried to pull her shirt off?

Now, here’s where it gets worse.

Guess how Beers was busted? Well, apparently, he dropped his wallet during the scuffle and when cops called him to come pick it up at the station. He did. And he got his wallet and a set of cuffs.

Beers is charged with battery, criminal trespass and resisting arrest.

Perhaps Notre Dame should review its policy on checking out the IQ of its athletes.

And it’s not just the newbies who make stupid decisions under the influence.

MLB vet and Colorado Rockies’ first baseman Todd Helton was arrested for DUI early Wednesday morning, after police say he struck a median with his pick-up truck then pulled into a gas station.

What was he doing at the gas station, you may ask? Well, buying lottery tickets of course! Isn’t that what all athletes who are worth over 100 million bucks do after getting into a minor fender bender?

It’s not a secret there’s no love lost between the American people and Chicago Bear’s QB Jay Cutler – hell that smug mug just landed as number four on Forbes’ list of most dislike athletes!

And while that sulky puss is no favorite of mine in the NFL – I’m always kinda shocked to learn dog killers, accused rapists and other felons are more popular.

That is, until now.

This week, Cutler’s on again, off again fiancé and baby mama Laguna Beach alumn Kristin Cavallari revealed to E! the “romantic” way Cutler proposed a second time around:

“It was so silly,” she said. “I was in the airport, leaving Chicago. We had just spent however many days together and we were texting and somehow it came up, like, ‘Oh, shall we get married?’ We’re like, ‘Yeah, OK.’ And then he sent my ring in the mail. So I actually had my ring sitting at home for a couple of weeks before I put it on.”

Swoon.

Text? Text? I won’t even go on a date with a guy who won’t bother to pick up the phone to call.

Do you think he mailed the ring through the post office, or if he sprang for FedEx?